you do know everyone that comes to .71 visits Wish and Crackyhouse
what the fuck am i talking about this is the Olivia in Flour

>>2
Not really

I love you.

Didnt have this particular one, thx

>>1

Thank you, anon.

She appears so emaciated in these images...

Thank you, >>1

Don't thank me anonymous and rabbit. Thank Olivia whose beauty and talent created such wonderful images.

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No, my friend - we thank you for delivering this picture. It goes without saying that we thank Olivia for existing. We do so every day.

I love you carpfolding

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Spiritus dominatus,
Domine, libra nos,
From the lightning and the tempest,
Blessed Cracky deliver us.
From plague, deceit, temptation and war,
Blessed Cracky deliver us,
From the scourge of the ignorant,
Blessed Cracky deliver us.
From the blasphemy of the fallen,
Blessed Cracky deliver us,
From the begetting of masses,
Blessed Cracky deliver us,
From the curse of the apathetic,
Blessed Cracky deliver us,
A morte perpetua,
Domine, libra nos.
That thou wouldst bring them only death,
That thou shouldst spare none,
That thou shouldst pardon none,
We beseech thee, destroy them.

I set myself out to love the Queen of the Sky fully as a worthy bhakta, but the stronger my emotion is, the more painfully conscious I am that she is far away, beyond her Veil, beyond her photographs and beyond any and every track I can find. Her presence is always something to be foretold beyond the fog, hey Veil not to be lifted. I cannot shed light on Her, for she shyes away.

Put me out Cracky, so that your night can sweep me away with you.

Holy Mother, Holy Flower, Holy Goddess, have mercy on the devout and on the heathens alike.

Holy Mother, Holy Flower, Holy Goddess, have mercy on the devout and on the heathens alike.

Holy Mother, Holy Flower, Holy Goddess, have mercy on the devout and on the heathens alike.

unreal